[It's such a sweet sentiment, but Luke laughs quietly against Eunhyuk's skin, pleased by the way he can feel it heating up. He doesn't respond right away, choosing instead to do exactly what Eunhyuk expects and sink his teeth into the same spot he always does, which will make it incredibly awkward if there are any customers tomorrow--but that's not Luke's problem? If Eunhyuk's embarrassed by the mark Luke's so intent on leaving below the curve of his jaw, just one of many more to come, well, he can just close the shop, as far as Luke's concerned.
He rocks his hips against Eunhyuk's as he pushes Eunhyuk's shirt up, slow and lazy, like they have all the time in the world. It's a far cry from the urgency he'd felt on the ship, the ever-present knowledge that they had to make the most of their time together, just in case it was all they'd get. Eunhyuk's hands leave trails of fire across his body, and Luke finds himself drawn to it like he's seeking a lit hearth on a winter night. He shifts to press into Eunhyuk's touch, as sensitive as ever but too hungry for contact to care.
When he's finally satisfied with his handiwork, he pulls back just enough to press a hot, open-mouthed kiss to the bruise he'd created, murmuring low enough that Eunhyuk might feel his words more than he'll hear them.]
You know that's not what I meant. [He splays his hand over Eunhyuk's chest, pressing down to feel his heartbeat.] I think I've let you get away with too much.
[There's not much that embarrasses Eunhyuk, but he's never had to work with visible bruises on his skin before? But maybe they still won't embarrass him -- maybe the thought of them excites him instead, a visible mark that will last this time, beyond four hours, for everyone to see. it's not a collar -- but it's as good as one, and he likes that idea too. maybe talking about tails awoke something in him.............
the air in the room feels cool once his shirt is off -- finally -- though Eunhyuk likes this too, the way Luke is taking his time with him. the air is cool but he feels hot all over, thanks to the heat of Luke's hand pressed against his chest, to his mouth pressing against the bruise on his neck. he swallows a laugh, the adam's apple in his throat bobbing up against Luke's lips,]
You could let me get away with more.
[he reaches for Luke's zipper, tugging it down. he's into taking it slow, being taken care of, but he's also into the motion of Luke's hips rocking against his, and wouldn't that feel better without their pants in the way?]
[More often than not, Luke trends towards being sweet and loving, rather than being an outright menace--but it's a good thing that Eunhyuk's thoughts don't show on his face, because even Luke wouldn't be able to resist teasing him forever if he could read Eunhyuk's mind. EUNHYUK WILL JUST HAVE TO SHARE HIS PETPLAY KINK WITH HIS WORDS...
They're on the same page in some ways nonetheless, and he mouths his way across Eunhyuk's throat, leaving a trail of bites in his wake. He makes an effort not to be too rough, but he can't help how sharp his canines are and Eunhyuk has never given him reason to believe he doesn't like it, so he doesn't try that hard.
He catches Eunhyuk's hands before he can get too far, though, drawing them up and pinning them to the mattress on either side of Eunhyuk's head. He nips at the delicate skin beneath Eunhyuk's ear before he shifts up enough to steal another kiss, hot and demanding.]
Or I could keep you like this. [He feels more breathless than he sounds, when he pulls away to speak--but Luke is nothing if not an expert at keeping his composure when he wants to, and he taps into that skill as he looks into Eunhyuk's dark eyes, as if daring him to decide whether it's a bluff or not.]
[STOP IT'S NOT A PETPLAY KINK just a perpetually horny for Luke kink,
Eunhyuk continues showing zero signs that he dislikes Luke's SHARP CANINES, in fact his breathing grows more ragged with every bite. the only sign of dissatisfaction is how he tugs his hands a little from under Luke's grip, not quite frustrated (YET), but also he wants to touch Luke too? the rest of the room is a blur thanks to his terrible vision, but Luke stands out in clear definition -- the look on his face too, confident and composed like he hadn't just kissed Eunhyuk hard enough to scatter all his thoughts,
it's an excellent attempt. if he didn't know Luke, intimately and emotionally and in all the ways that matter, then he'd believe his cool expression.]
You could. ...But I want to kiss you.
[Luke is still stronger than him, for all of Eunhyuk's efforts to build himself back up. a part of him likes that. but he doesn't need strength to tilt his face up and close his teeth around Luke's bottom lip, nipping hard]
Everywhere.
[and there are places he can't reach if he's pinned down like this?]
What he should really do is shift over and slide his leg between Eunhyuk's, press his thigh up just so and distract Eunhyuk that way. But he loves when Eunhyuk challenges him like this, no matter how much he acts like he doesn't. He loves the cut of Eunhyuk's teeth on his lip and the way he's holding onto his confidence--the low tone of Eunhyuk's voice makes his stomach curl in anticipation, and the sight of the red necklace he'd worked into Eunhyuk's skin makes him grind his hips forward again, though it's less intentional this time.
But he's on a mission tonight, so he tightens his grip on Eunhyuk's wrists, edging away from a light restraint to a firm, unrelenting hold.]
Another time. [His tone is still affectionate, but there's an edge to it now, a touch of demanding energy. He's usually a little less direct than Eunhyuk is, mostly because he doesn't really have to be given how ready Eunhyuk is to jump him all the time, but he wants to be clear, so--] I want to fuck you tonight.
[It's a combination of a number of things -- the increased pressure of Luke's hands on his wrists, the authoritative edge to his voice, the very direct way Luke delivers those words. if it was just one at a time, then they'd still be effective, but all together? Eunhyuk doesn't usually get shy or feel embarrassed -- the few times he has were always because of someone's sincerity, usually Luke's, sweetly delivered.
There's nothing sweet about this though, but he flushes at the words all the same, the red dusting the tips of his ears, crawling down his neck, to his shoulders. Unfortunately, getting embarrassed only makes him more embarrassed, because he really shouldn't be -- after all the times he's made love to Luke in so many places. Technically, he's the more experienced one? And also, this isn't the first time Luke's topped???? But -- the last few times were sweet and soft, and usually initiated by Eunhyuk because he really likes jumping Luke for apparently every reason ever --
Which he really wants to do now, if only to distract Luke from looking at him -- from seeing him in a way no one else ever will, flushed and embarrassed and eager and hungry. anticipation burns in his veins, and greed makes him push his hips up, even as he takes a moment to steady his voice,]
[Unfortunately for Eunhyuk, the more he wants to hide and rush past his embarrassment, the more Luke wants to see him like this. Is it mean... maybe it is!!! Maybe between Rosa and Eunhyuk, Luke's developed a taste for bullying!!! But can he really be blamed when Eunhyuk's skin heats up so beautifully, when his composure breaks, all thanks to his words? Luke isn't really the dirty talk type, but he has half a mind to learn how just to see Eunhyuk like this more often.
But for now, he's happy to lean down and kiss his way across Eunhyuk's cheek until he can claim his mouth again, unable to resist. He presses his thumbs a little harder into Eunhyuk's wrists, savoring the feeling of his pulse--before he loosens his grip and drags Eunhyuk's hands higher, up above his head. Once he's satisfied, he lets go, though he runs his hands down Eunhyuk's arms as he sits back again.]
You first. [Luke really wore his outside clothes on the bed tsk tsk] Keep your hands there, I'll get them.
[Eunhyuk had said he wanted to show Luke how much he loved him--but that's exactly what Luke intends to do. CAN EUNHYUK PILLOW PRINCESS that's the real question here]
[CAN HE PILLOW PRINCESS.... THAT'S A GOOD QUESTION
Eunhyuk's hands open and close, then form fists as he tries to decide if he can stay still just like this for Luke, even if what he really wants to do is pull Luke down onto the bed with him and trap him in return. HIS '_' EXPRESSION JUST SHY OF TURNING INTO A POUTY :/ FACE INSTEAD,
but he can't deny the allure of Luke undressing him -- usually the process is fast and mindless for the both of them -- of having his attention solely on him the entire time. BUT ALSO. it's soooo hard. there's something about Luke's orders that make Eunhyuk want to challenge them!!!! anyway he stays relatively still, SURPRISINGLY, except for lifting his hips so Luke can get at his pants and underwear more easily, wow. so obedient.
except for the part where he presses his leg in between Luke's thighs, grinding with intent, eyes pinned on Luke's, the corner of his mouth quirking into a smile.]
[Are you back in your smut era yaywon... proud of you
Luke seems pleased that Eunhyuk listens long enough to let him strip the rest of his clothes off, and he kicks his own pants off in return, though he leaves his underwear on. Is this teasing... maybe!!! But more importantly, it also means it's a little easier for Luke to hold onto his control, even though it's very easy to see that he isn't unaffected. Truly, half the reason he lets Eunhyuk get away with being more of a top than him is because every time they switch, he understands the appeal of having someone you find devastatingly attractive, someone you love so deeply, looking up at you, eyes hazy with want and need. He can't really fault Eunhyuk for liking it so much... but Luke is a terrible combination of service-minded and prideful, so here they are.
He rewards Eunhyuk with a brief kiss as he leans over him, reaching over to the bedside table--something he'd bought so that Eunhyuk would have an easy place to set his glasses at night, but also a convenient place to store their lube considering they probably bang like every damn day. God. It's as he's pulling back, bottle in hand, that Eunhyuk's leg catches him just so, and although he'd expected disobedience because Eunhyuk is ALWAYS LIKE THIS, it catches him off-guard enough that he falters, his free hand automatically falling to the bed to keep him steady. His lips part on a moan, but he catches himself before any sound can escape, and he holds very still, simply hovering over Eunhyuk with his face just barely out of his line of sight.
When he does finally sit all the way back, his eyes are very dark, and his expression is unreadable. Truly it was merciful of him to take his pants off so that Eunhyuk doesn't have to guess whether or not he actually likes something, since his face sure isn't giving it away.]
I did, [Calmly, as he uncaps the bottle and moistens his hand, apparently he's being nice still? Sweet and loving Luke is still in the building?] but you knew what I meant. [Luke is NOT a scholar who will award points for being pedantic :\\\
But that's fine. If Eunhyuk can't stay still, then Luke will just remove all temptations? He climbs off of him...
Imagine if he just left. No, he just slides further down the bed, taking Eunhyuk in hand and stroking leisurely--did he warm up the lube, no, okay maybe he's being mean after all--as he nudges Eunhyuk's legs further apart to make room for him. He settles once he's able to comfortably rest his head on Eunhyuk's hip, which he latches onto, scraping his teeth against the jut of bone there--
But he doesn't say anything else, so maybe that's the extent of his scolding? Hmmm...]
Eunhyuk thinks he should get points, honestly. he was being good?? he's still being good now for not hooking his arms around Luke's waist and peeling off his underwear while he was caught off-guard, downright herculean in his attempts to keep still. It's his self-control that keeps him frozen, despite the tangled riot of his emotions and the way his breathing is quicker now. it's his self-control and not the way he's mesmerized by the shade of Luke's coral pink eyes, now a deep red, pinned by his stare. it's the shade of his gaze that clues him in, the calm rhythm of his voice, that as sweet and loving as Luke is, he can be all that and more? Eunhyuk watches him as carefully as he always does, which is pretty impressive for a guy who usually can't see without his glasses --
but Luke is close enough to see now, and Eunhyuk's gaze isn't so hazy that he can't track his movements, the liquid gleaming in Luke's hand. the anticipation feels like a thunderstorm, building and building -- and then he hisses out loud in both surprise and pleasure -- because he's been so hot this entire time that Luke's hand on him feels like an ICE CUBE, and wow -- for once he can feel it from the other side, and he'd think longer and harder about how sympathetic he is for Luke having to endure his own cold hands this entire time -- except Luke BITES him and he forgets to think at all --
a full-body shudder runs through him instead, at the flinch of pain, the flare of desire, starting where he can feel the press of Luke's teeth, and leaving him in an startled gasp. damn. maybe he can pillow princess after all.
it takes a moment to collect himself -- and honestly, he's not really that composed -- just enough to prop himself up with his elbows so he can look at Luke -- he moved his hands again but listen, surely Luke will give him this -- he just wants to see him now that he's done SCOLDING HIM... RIGHT]
And yeah, Eunhyuk can sit up to look at him? That's allowed, sure, totally.
...Is it a good idea, though?
Because when he does it, it's right as Luke lets him go and drops his hand even lower, easing his fingers into him. And Luke makes it his business to be good at a lot of things, but memorizing what his beloved likes is always going to be at the top of that list? So although they haven't been dating all that long, they've done this enough for Luke to feel confident in the pace he sets and the way he angles his wrist. As a kind(?) and merciful(???) lover, he even abandons the mark he was working into Eunhyuk's hip in order to lean back over, ready to take Eunhyuk into his mouth--but he pauses before he does, lifting his head to make sure Eunhyuk knows he's looking at his face, even if Eunhyuk can't see his expression clearly.]
I want to see you fall apart just like this, first.
[Eunhyuk: You'll be tired Luke: And I took that personally
[okay well listen let no one say that Eunhyuk makes good decisions, because the moment he props himself up to look -- his arms immediately start wobbling, turning into jelly at the press of Luke's fingers, and it takes every bit of his vastly dwindling control not to fall back onto the mattress, to not squeeze his eyes shut at the curve of Luke's hand, not so much exploring but knowing him. Luke knows all his angles, but Eunhyuk's not familiar with this one -- usually, they'd be face to face. he'd be kissing him, muffling his moans into the warmth of Luke's mouth, but he's so far away -- he gasps,]
Luke.
[strands of his hair has fallen into his eyes, making him look as disheveled as he feels, so he can't really see, but he can feel every exhale of every word Luke murmurs against his cock -- which is insane in a bad way that's not actually bad but good? more than good -- and oh god he's already so overstimulated and Luke isn't even BLOWING HIM YET, because normally, he'd come apart from luke's fingers or his mouth, one OR the other, not both at the same time? Eunhyuk bites down on his lip to stifle another groan, and then -- very shakily,]
That's cheating.
[THAT'S CHEATING.... THAT'S BREAKING THE ARBITRARY RULE HE SET UP RIGHT NOW,]
Eunhyuk might not be able to see him well, but the same is not true at all for Luke, who drinks in the sight of him--and actually, he kind of loves knowing he can stare as shamelessly as he wants, that he can drink in the sight of Eunhyuk's composure cracking into pieces while Eunhyuk has to use his imagination--UNFORTUNATELY FOR EUNHYUK THE DOM S STREAK IS REAL!!!
He dips his head down to kiss Eunhyuk's stomach, mostly to let Eunhyuk feel his smile.]
It's not. [IGNORES HIS RULES and crooks his fingers, meanly] I'm showing you how much I love you.
[Through torture, yeah, but Eunhyuk likes it so too bad]
[WHY DOES HE HAVE AN S STREAK WHY CAN'T HE JUST BE AN M unfortunately Eunhyuk DOES like it.... because loving Luke means he loves every side of him, even the stupid side that ignores flirting with him so he can go badger MARIUS, and the overprotective side that followed him into Seoul, and this side of Luke too, who is clearly so very pleased at making Eunhyuk's brain go all fuzzy.
he opens his mouth, his one coherent thought scattering the moment Luke decides to be mean, so that his attempt to be composed 'you can show me by kissing me' turns into a needy plea instead,]
Kiss me.
[because Eunhyuk wants to KISS LUKE and DISTRACT HIM and kissing Eunhyuk means Luke can't suck him off at the same time, what a brilliant plan he can barely conjure up with the relentless pace of Luke's fingers,]
For all his teasing, it does stir his heart. It's so, so tempting to listen, to fall into the incredibly blatant trap Eunhyuk's trying to lay for him--because he does love Eunhyuk, enough to throw away his plans, enough to do just about anything he asks, because Eunhyuk asking, nearly begging, is its own reward.
Any other night, he'd probably cave. But tonight, Eunhyuk is out of luck, because he locked in Top Luke six dialogue options ago and there's no resetting the route now.
All this to say, he moves--but only to press kisses along Eunhyuk's cock. Right before taking into his mouth, he comments--]
You didn't say where. [So take THAT, Mr. Pedantic]
[WOW OKAY... HE SEES HOW ANNOYING THAT CAN BE ACTUALLY
except he doesn't, because he's not annoyed? he feels soft and stupidly in love and he wants to convey that somehow, except whatever words he tries to form for his reply vanish, leaving only sensation behind. it's overwhelming, the rhythm of Luke's tongue and fingers somehow working in tandem to drive Eunhyuk over to the edge, a song that he can't help add his own voice to --
normally, Eunhyuk is more quiet than not, partly because most of their trysts have been in places where they could have easily been overheard back on the ship, and partly because he'll always prefer to hear Luke's voice over his own. but. he's not that quiet now? he can't be and he doesn't want to be. it's not fair if he tries to muffle his moans, not when Luke is doing his best to show him that he loves him. so it's only right for Eunhyuk to give some of that back too -- to make it obvious how much he loves him.
his thighs tremble as he holds himself back, even though what he really wants is to rock his hips against Luke's mouth and fingers -- but Eunhyuk keeps still, his gasps and whimpers tumbling out of him from both the effort and the pleasure, moans ending in Luke's name only to begin anew,
and then he reaches down, carding his fingers through Luke's hair, affectionate and urgent -- somehow finding enough breath to warn him,]
Luke. [he squeezes his eyes shut, pushed up against the precipice,] Stop teasing.
[wow that was fast but IN HIS DEFENSE HE IS BEING VERY STIMULATED RIGHT NOW]
[I really could've just left it at that--because the warning goes--not unheard, but purposely tossed aside. He acknowledges the words with a low hum deep in his throat, but otherwise, he makes no move to stop or pull away, or even to slow down.
It's very kind of Eunhyuk to be so loud for him--a favor Luke doesn't return. At least not right now? Luke had said, after all, that this was only the first thing he wanted. And he's under no delusions that he'll be able to maintain his own composure forever, not when his blood surges with each cry of his name, when Eunhyuk's fingers leave electricity in their wake even with the gentleness of his touch. Later, when his mercilessness crumbles beneath the weight of his desire, when his efforts to shower Eunhyuk with relentless pleasure and affection finally merge with his own need, he'll match Eunhyuk's sounds with his own--but right now, he savors what he's given, tucking the precious pieces of Eunhyuk's broken calm away into his heart.
it's both too much and not enough -- relentless in a way that's just like Luke -- persistent in all things. Eunhyuk's eyes are still shut, but he can feel the hum of Luke's refusal, the friction, and his grip in Luke's hair tightens, fingers pressing down at the base of his skull, helpless in the face of what Luke's so determined to give him.
he's no longer calm -- the flush from earlier turning redder, his neck and shoulders and throat and his face for once -- red from both the exertion and from trying not to fall apart -- even though he knows that's what Luke wants to see, even though he is falling apart, every piece of him. his control seems like such a distant thing, now all he can do is feel and savor what it feels like, to lose himself in exhilaration, in want, in desire --
every part of his calm doesn't break this time, it shatters, leaving Eunhyuk to arch and fall in the throes of it, releasing his hold on Luke so he can slump back on the mattress instead, winded and dazed as he mumbles Luke's name,
okay give him a second here to catch his breath, because surely he'll get that respite right, Luke will give at least that to him, RIGHT?]
The tug to his hair pulls a moan out of him--a proper one this time, though that likely only further ruins Eunhyuk's attempts at self-control. Eunhyuk might not be in a state to hear it, but he doesn't need to be. Not only can he surely feel it, but he probably knows very well by now that Luke loves it, the way he loves every single sign of Eunhyuk giving in to his desire. It's a complicated, frightening, overwhelming thing, he knows, and that makes it all the more special every time Eunhyuk trusts--Luke, himself, the safe present and the terrifying future--enough to let go.
He'd told Eunhyuk that he thought he was beautiful back in the arcade, and he'd meant it in every way. But it's never more true than it is now, and Luke watches him, enraptured by the curve of his back and the breathlessness of his voice, the shine of sweat on his flushed skin and the bob of his throat. He's not shameless enough to dig out his camera and start taking photos, but he wouldn't need to even if he was the sort. There's no way Luke will forget how stunning he is in this moment.
Luke does give him a break, kind of. He's nice enough to be slow about it as he pulls away, and doesn't force him through any kind of crazy overstimulation. But it's not out of kindness. He pulls back, but only to surge upward and steal Eunhyuk's breath all over again with deep, hungry kisses, as if he can taste his name on Eunhyuk's tongue. Maybe if he were a little less in love, he could keep this going for hours, toying with Eunhyuk by dragging him to the edge and then yanking him back, over and over until Eunhyuk can't hold onto any other thoughts. But as it stands, he's wholly consumed by his affection, and it's impossible not to mold his body to Eunhyuk's, enveloping him in closeness the same way love wraps around his heart.
He only lets Eunhyuk breathe when he has to, himself--and even then, he murmurs against his lips--] Love you.
Eunhyuk's chest heaves with every breath, watching Luke with a dazed look, taking in the expression on Luke's face. It makes him want to both shy away and embrace it -- this moment of vulnerability he's tried for so long not to have with anyone, and yet, it's all he wants to have with Luke now, to share with him and show him and give him, that he can be wholly his and still feel so free. that this connection between them can still be true, without the weight of burden and responsibility Eunhyuk's so grown used to carrying.
he opens his mouth only to feel the heat of Luke's lips on his, and if he felt deliciously adrift before, now he feels anchored in his arms. Eunhyuk kisses back just as urgently, greedily, every swipe of his tongue and nip of his teeth a chant of their own -- you have me, he wants to say, you'll always have me.
and then Luke murmurs the words, and Eunhyuk feels like soaring again, the wind leaving him in a soft, breathless laugh.]
I love you -- your mouth, your hands... The way you kiss me.
[he follows that up with a kiss of his own, licks teasingly into his mouth, then pulls back because there really are so many places on Luke's body he wants to pay attention to, like the skin at the crook of his neck and shoulder, perfect to sink his teeth into. and he should really be given a reward for biting Luke somewhere no one else will be able to see, unlike LUKE,
his fingers tangle themselves tighter in Luke's hair as he bites down, and his other hand slides down Luke's spine, fingers feeling every dip and rise, sinking down underneath his waistband, intent on finally yanking it off,]
The way you fuck me.
[wow luke was being so cute and gooey with his love and eunhyuk is really out there also making it horny,]
[FUCKING HELP well it's not like Eunhyuk ruined the moment with horny considering they're quite literally as horny as it gets right now, but his bluntness makes Luke laugh anyway, a light sound rended by the moan that Eunhyuk's teeth draw out of him. THAT'S ALL THE REWARD HE GETS!!! If he wants more he'll have to say it with his words...
Or he can show it, that's fine too. Luke has no complaints about the tight grip Eunhyuk has on his hair, or the way he reaches down, so intent on removing the last barrier between them. He hates having to pull away even the small amount it takes to strip completely, but he's (probably) teasing Eunhyuk enough, so he obliges. He doesn't waste time once he's done, though, immediately scooting back to kiss him again--softer this time, coaxing, more patient than he actually feels.]
One more. [Unfortunately they are both normal human men now and Luke didn't take his aphro painkillers or whatever the fuck so that's about as much as he can reasonably expect from the both of them unless he decides to be REALLY mean, which he probably won't be, maybe.] I need one more from you. Turn over for me?
["I need," he says, even though that isn't his perception of this at all. It's not about his need, really--it's about how much he wants to bring Eunhyuk as much pleasure as he's capable of feeling, and to make him believe he deserves it. He wants Eunhyuk's self-control smashed to pieces on the ground, until he selfishly, greedily, takes everything Luke offers him and demands more, until he realizes that there's nothing he can ask for that Luke won't give him. Is the phrasing manipulative... yes, but he thinks Eunhyuk is more likely to listen this way, so he doesn't feel bad.]
The expression on Eunhyuk's face is both adoring and a little wry. The wording doesn't escape him? It's just the sort of phrase Eunhyuk likes to use on Luke when he wants to get his way with him too, so can he really fault Luke for using it on him? It's effective the same way his soft kisses are, the way his body feels against his, now without any more barriers between them. He's impatient -- he wants to give in... but he also wants to hear more of those sweet sounds from Luke. Eunhyuk nips a path down Luke's chest as he thinks, then he moves back up to kiss him again, hungry]
...Okay, one more.
[FINE.....!!! and he'll turn obediently, though he turns his head to look at Luke over his shoulder,]
Don't forget. I want my turn after.
[luke: we're normal human men and i'm not on my aphro painkillers so only one more eunhyuk: binch DON'T FORGET MY TURN!!!!]]
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He rocks his hips against Eunhyuk's as he pushes Eunhyuk's shirt up, slow and lazy, like they have all the time in the world. It's a far cry from the urgency he'd felt on the ship, the ever-present knowledge that they had to make the most of their time together, just in case it was all they'd get. Eunhyuk's hands leave trails of fire across his body, and Luke finds himself drawn to it like he's seeking a lit hearth on a winter night. He shifts to press into Eunhyuk's touch, as sensitive as ever but too hungry for contact to care.
When he's finally satisfied with his handiwork, he pulls back just enough to press a hot, open-mouthed kiss to the bruise he'd created, murmuring low enough that Eunhyuk might feel his words more than he'll hear them.]
You know that's not what I meant. [He splays his hand over Eunhyuk's chest, pressing down to feel his heartbeat.] I think I've let you get away with too much.
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the air in the room feels cool once his shirt is off -- finally -- though Eunhyuk likes this too, the way Luke is taking his time with him. the air is cool but he feels hot all over, thanks to the heat of Luke's hand pressed against his chest, to his mouth pressing against the bruise on his neck. he swallows a laugh, the adam's apple in his throat bobbing up against Luke's lips,]
You could let me get away with more.
[he reaches for Luke's zipper, tugging it down. he's into taking it slow, being taken care of, but he's also into the motion of Luke's hips rocking against his, and wouldn't that feel better without their pants in the way?]
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They're on the same page in some ways nonetheless, and he mouths his way across Eunhyuk's throat, leaving a trail of bites in his wake. He makes an effort not to be too rough, but he can't help how sharp his canines are and Eunhyuk has never given him reason to believe he doesn't like it, so he doesn't try that hard.
He catches Eunhyuk's hands before he can get too far, though, drawing them up and pinning them to the mattress on either side of Eunhyuk's head. He nips at the delicate skin beneath Eunhyuk's ear before he shifts up enough to steal another kiss, hot and demanding.]
Or I could keep you like this. [He feels more breathless than he sounds, when he pulls away to speak--but Luke is nothing if not an expert at keeping his composure when he wants to, and he taps into that skill as he looks into Eunhyuk's dark eyes, as if daring him to decide whether it's a bluff or not.]
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Eunhyuk continues showing zero signs that he dislikes Luke's SHARP CANINES, in fact his breathing grows more ragged with every bite. the only sign of dissatisfaction is how he tugs his hands a little from under Luke's grip, not quite frustrated (YET), but also he wants to touch Luke too? the rest of the room is a blur thanks to his terrible vision, but Luke stands out in clear definition -- the look on his face too, confident and composed like he hadn't just kissed Eunhyuk hard enough to scatter all his thoughts,
it's an excellent attempt. if he didn't know Luke, intimately and emotionally and in all the ways that matter, then he'd believe his cool expression.]
You could. ...But I want to kiss you.
[Luke is still stronger than him, for all of Eunhyuk's efforts to build himself back up. a part of him likes that. but he doesn't need strength to tilt his face up and close his teeth around Luke's bottom lip, nipping hard]
Everywhere.
[and there are places he can't reach if he's pinned down like this?]
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What he should really do is shift over and slide his leg between Eunhyuk's, press his thigh up just so and distract Eunhyuk that way. But he loves when Eunhyuk challenges him like this, no matter how much he acts like he doesn't. He loves the cut of Eunhyuk's teeth on his lip and the way he's holding onto his confidence--the low tone of Eunhyuk's voice makes his stomach curl in anticipation, and the sight of the red necklace he'd worked into Eunhyuk's skin makes him grind his hips forward again, though it's less intentional this time.
But he's on a mission tonight, so he tightens his grip on Eunhyuk's wrists, edging away from a light restraint to a firm, unrelenting hold.]
Another time. [His tone is still affectionate, but there's an edge to it now, a touch of demanding energy. He's usually a little less direct than Eunhyuk is, mostly because he doesn't really have to be given how ready Eunhyuk is to jump him all the time, but he wants to be clear, so--] I want to fuck you tonight.
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There's nothing sweet about this though, but he flushes at the words all the same, the red dusting the tips of his ears, crawling down his neck, to his shoulders. Unfortunately, getting embarrassed only makes him more embarrassed, because he really shouldn't be -- after all the times he's made love to Luke in so many places. Technically, he's the more experienced one? And also, this isn't the first time Luke's topped???? But -- the last few times were sweet and soft, and usually initiated by Eunhyuk because he really likes jumping Luke for apparently every reason ever --
Which he really wants to do now, if only to distract Luke from looking at him -- from seeing him in a way no one else ever will, flushed and embarrassed and eager and hungry. anticipation burns in his veins, and greed makes him push his hips up, even as he takes a moment to steady his voice,]
You need to take your pants off first.
[he's still blushing like a BOTTOM though]
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But for now, he's happy to lean down and kiss his way across Eunhyuk's cheek until he can claim his mouth again, unable to resist. He presses his thumbs a little harder into Eunhyuk's wrists, savoring the feeling of his pulse--before he loosens his grip and drags Eunhyuk's hands higher, up above his head. Once he's satisfied, he lets go, though he runs his hands down Eunhyuk's arms as he sits back again.]
You first. [Luke really wore his outside clothes on the bed tsk tsk] Keep your hands there, I'll get them.
[Eunhyuk had said he wanted to show Luke how much he loved him--but that's exactly what Luke intends to do. CAN EUNHYUK PILLOW PRINCESS that's the real question here]
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Eunhyuk's hands open and close, then form fists as he tries to decide if he can stay still just like this for Luke, even if what he really wants to do is pull Luke down onto the bed with him and trap him in return. HIS '_' EXPRESSION JUST SHY OF TURNING INTO A POUTY :/ FACE INSTEAD,
but he can't deny the allure of Luke undressing him -- usually the process is fast and mindless for the both of them -- of having his attention solely on him the entire time. BUT ALSO. it's soooo hard. there's something about Luke's orders that make Eunhyuk want to challenge them!!!! anyway he stays relatively still, SURPRISINGLY, except for lifting his hips so Luke can get at his pants and underwear more easily, wow. so obedient.
except for the part where he presses his leg in between Luke's thighs, grinding with intent, eyes pinned on Luke's, the corner of his mouth quirking into a smile.]
You said hands.
[he never said anything about his legs wow]
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Luke seems pleased that Eunhyuk listens long enough to let him strip the rest of his clothes off, and he kicks his own pants off in return, though he leaves his underwear on. Is this teasing... maybe!!! But more importantly, it also means it's a little easier for Luke to hold onto his control, even though it's very easy to see that he isn't unaffected. Truly, half the reason he lets Eunhyuk get away with being more of a top than him is because every time they switch, he understands the appeal of having someone you find devastatingly attractive, someone you love so deeply, looking up at you, eyes hazy with want and need. He can't really fault Eunhyuk for liking it so much... but Luke is a terrible combination of service-minded and prideful, so here they are.
He rewards Eunhyuk with a brief kiss as he leans over him, reaching over to the bedside table--something he'd bought so that Eunhyuk would have an easy place to set his glasses at night, but also a convenient place to store their lube considering they probably bang like every damn day. God. It's as he's pulling back, bottle in hand, that Eunhyuk's leg catches him just so, and although he'd expected disobedience because Eunhyuk is ALWAYS LIKE THIS, it catches him off-guard enough that he falters, his free hand automatically falling to the bed to keep him steady. His lips part on a moan, but he catches himself before any sound can escape, and he holds very still, simply hovering over Eunhyuk with his face just barely out of his line of sight.
When he does finally sit all the way back, his eyes are very dark, and his expression is unreadable. Truly it was merciful of him to take his pants off so that Eunhyuk doesn't have to guess whether or not he actually likes something, since his face sure isn't giving it away.]
I did, [Calmly, as he uncaps the bottle and moistens his hand, apparently he's being nice still? Sweet and loving Luke is still in the building?] but you knew what I meant. [Luke is NOT a scholar who will award points for being pedantic :\\\
But that's fine. If Eunhyuk can't stay still, then Luke will just remove all temptations? He climbs off of him...
Imagine if he just left. No, he just slides further down the bed, taking Eunhyuk in hand and stroking leisurely--did he warm up the lube, no, okay maybe he's being mean after all--as he nudges Eunhyuk's legs further apart to make room for him. He settles once he's able to comfortably rest his head on Eunhyuk's hip, which he latches onto, scraping his teeth against the jut of bone there--
But he doesn't say anything else, so maybe that's the extent of his scolding? Hmmm...]
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Eunhyuk thinks he should get points, honestly. he was being good?? he's still being good now for not hooking his arms around Luke's waist and peeling off his underwear while he was caught off-guard, downright herculean in his attempts to keep still. It's his self-control that keeps him frozen, despite the tangled riot of his emotions and the way his breathing is quicker now. it's his self-control and not the way he's mesmerized by the shade of Luke's coral pink eyes, now a deep red, pinned by his stare. it's the shade of his gaze that clues him in, the calm rhythm of his voice, that as sweet and loving as Luke is, he can be all that and more? Eunhyuk watches him as carefully as he always does, which is pretty impressive for a guy who usually can't see without his glasses --
but Luke is close enough to see now, and Eunhyuk's gaze isn't so hazy that he can't track his movements, the liquid gleaming in Luke's hand. the anticipation feels like a thunderstorm, building and building -- and then he hisses out loud in both surprise and pleasure -- because he's been so hot this entire time that Luke's hand on him feels like an ICE CUBE, and wow -- for once he can feel it from the other side, and he'd think longer and harder about how sympathetic he is for Luke having to endure his own cold hands this entire time -- except Luke BITES him and he forgets to think at all --
a full-body shudder runs through him instead, at the flinch of pain, the flare of desire, starting where he can feel the press of Luke's teeth, and leaving him in an startled gasp. damn. maybe he can pillow princess after all.
it takes a moment to collect himself -- and honestly, he's not really that composed -- just enough to prop himself up with his elbows so he can look at Luke -- he moved his hands again but listen, surely Luke will give him this -- he just wants to see him now that he's done SCOLDING HIM... RIGHT]
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And yeah, Eunhyuk can sit up to look at him? That's allowed, sure, totally.
...Is it a good idea, though?
Because when he does it, it's right as Luke lets him go and drops his hand even lower, easing his fingers into him. And Luke makes it his business to be good at a lot of things, but memorizing what his beloved likes is always going to be at the top of that list? So although they haven't been dating all that long, they've done this enough for Luke to feel confident in the pace he sets and the way he angles his wrist. As a kind(?) and merciful(???) lover, he even abandons the mark he was working into Eunhyuk's hip in order to lean back over, ready to take Eunhyuk into his mouth--but he pauses before he does, lifting his head to make sure Eunhyuk knows he's looking at his face, even if Eunhyuk can't see his expression clearly.]
I want to see you fall apart just like this, first.
[Eunhyuk: You'll be tired
Luke: And I took that personally
HOPEFULLY EUNHYUK IS READY FOR A LONG NIGHT]
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Luke.
[strands of his hair has fallen into his eyes, making him look as disheveled as he feels, so he can't really see, but he can feel every exhale of every word Luke murmurs against his cock -- which is insane in a bad way that's not actually bad but good? more than good -- and oh god he's already so overstimulated and Luke isn't even BLOWING HIM YET, because normally, he'd come apart from luke's fingers or his mouth, one OR the other, not both at the same time? Eunhyuk bites down on his lip to stifle another groan, and then -- very shakily,]
That's cheating.
[THAT'S CHEATING.... THAT'S BREAKING THE ARBITRARY RULE HE SET UP RIGHT NOW,]
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Eunhyuk might not be able to see him well, but the same is not true at all for Luke, who drinks in the sight of him--and actually, he kind of loves knowing he can stare as shamelessly as he wants, that he can drink in the sight of Eunhyuk's composure cracking into pieces while Eunhyuk has to use his imagination--UNFORTUNATELY FOR EUNHYUK THE DOM S STREAK IS REAL!!!
He dips his head down to kiss Eunhyuk's stomach, mostly to let Eunhyuk feel his smile.]
It's not. [IGNORES HIS RULES and crooks his fingers, meanly] I'm showing you how much I love you.
[Through torture, yeah, but Eunhyuk likes it so too bad]
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he opens his mouth, his one coherent thought scattering the moment Luke decides to be mean, so that his attempt to be composed 'you can show me by kissing me' turns into a needy plea instead,]
Kiss me.
[because Eunhyuk wants to KISS LUKE and DISTRACT HIM and kissing Eunhyuk means Luke can't suck him off at the same time, what a brilliant plan he can barely conjure up with the relentless pace of Luke's fingers,]
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For all his teasing, it does stir his heart. It's so, so tempting to listen, to fall into the incredibly blatant trap Eunhyuk's trying to lay for him--because he does love Eunhyuk, enough to throw away his plans, enough to do just about anything he asks, because Eunhyuk asking, nearly begging, is its own reward.
Any other night, he'd probably cave. But tonight, Eunhyuk is out of luck, because he locked in Top Luke six dialogue options ago and there's no resetting the route now.
All this to say, he moves--but only to press kisses along Eunhyuk's cock. Right before taking into his mouth, he comments--]
You didn't say where. [So take THAT, Mr. Pedantic]
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except he doesn't, because he's not annoyed? he feels soft and stupidly in love and he wants to convey that somehow, except whatever words he tries to form for his reply vanish, leaving only sensation behind. it's overwhelming, the rhythm of Luke's tongue and fingers somehow working in tandem to drive Eunhyuk over to the edge, a song that he can't help add his own voice to --
normally, Eunhyuk is more quiet than not, partly because most of their trysts have been in places where they could have easily been overheard back on the ship, and partly because he'll always prefer to hear Luke's voice over his own. but. he's not that quiet now? he can't be and he doesn't want to be. it's not fair if he tries to muffle his moans, not when Luke is doing his best to show him that he loves him. so it's only right for Eunhyuk to give some of that back too -- to make it obvious how much he loves him.
his thighs tremble as he holds himself back, even though what he really wants is to rock his hips against Luke's mouth and fingers -- but Eunhyuk keeps still, his gasps and whimpers tumbling out of him from both the effort and the pleasure, moans ending in Luke's name only to begin anew,
and then he reaches down, carding his fingers through Luke's hair, affectionate and urgent -- somehow finding enough breath to warn him,]
Luke. [he squeezes his eyes shut, pushed up against the precipice,] Stop teasing.
[wow that was fast but IN HIS DEFENSE HE IS BEING VERY STIMULATED RIGHT NOW]
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It's very kind of Eunhyuk to be so loud for him--a favor Luke doesn't return. At least not right now? Luke had said, after all, that this was only the first thing he wanted. And he's under no delusions that he'll be able to maintain his own composure forever, not when his blood surges with each cry of his name, when Eunhyuk's fingers leave electricity in their wake even with the gentleness of his touch. Later, when his mercilessness crumbles beneath the weight of his desire, when his efforts to shower Eunhyuk with relentless pleasure and affection finally merge with his own need, he'll match Eunhyuk's sounds with his own--but right now, he savors what he's given, tucking the precious pieces of Eunhyuk's broken calm away into his heart.
Anyway yeah the answer is no]
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it's both too much and not enough -- relentless in a way that's just like Luke -- persistent in all things. Eunhyuk's eyes are still shut, but he can feel the hum of Luke's refusal, the friction, and his grip in Luke's hair tightens, fingers pressing down at the base of his skull, helpless in the face of what Luke's so determined to give him.
he's no longer calm -- the flush from earlier turning redder, his neck and shoulders and throat and his face for once -- red from both the exertion and from trying not to fall apart -- even though he knows that's what Luke wants to see, even though he is falling apart, every piece of him. his control seems like such a distant thing, now all he can do is feel and savor what it feels like, to lose himself in exhilaration, in want, in desire --
every part of his calm doesn't break this time, it shatters, leaving Eunhyuk to arch and fall in the throes of it, releasing his hold on Luke so he can slump back on the mattress instead, winded and dazed as he mumbles Luke's name,
okay give him a second here to catch his breath, because surely he'll get that respite right, Luke will give at least that to him, RIGHT?]
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The tug to his hair pulls a moan out of him--a proper one this time, though that likely only further ruins Eunhyuk's attempts at self-control. Eunhyuk might not be in a state to hear it, but he doesn't need to be. Not only can he surely feel it, but he probably knows very well by now that Luke loves it, the way he loves every single sign of Eunhyuk giving in to his desire. It's a complicated, frightening, overwhelming thing, he knows, and that makes it all the more special every time Eunhyuk trusts--Luke, himself, the safe present and the terrifying future--enough to let go.
He'd told Eunhyuk that he thought he was beautiful back in the arcade, and he'd meant it in every way. But it's never more true than it is now, and Luke watches him, enraptured by the curve of his back and the breathlessness of his voice, the shine of sweat on his flushed skin and the bob of his throat. He's not shameless enough to dig out his camera and start taking photos, but he wouldn't need to even if he was the sort. There's no way Luke will forget how stunning he is in this moment.
Luke does give him a break, kind of. He's nice enough to be slow about it as he pulls away, and doesn't force him through any kind of crazy overstimulation. But it's not out of kindness. He pulls back, but only to surge upward and steal Eunhyuk's breath all over again with deep, hungry kisses, as if he can taste his name on Eunhyuk's tongue. Maybe if he were a little less in love, he could keep this going for hours, toying with Eunhyuk by dragging him to the edge and then yanking him back, over and over until Eunhyuk can't hold onto any other thoughts. But as it stands, he's wholly consumed by his affection, and it's impossible not to mold his body to Eunhyuk's, enveloping him in closeness the same way love wraps around his heart.
He only lets Eunhyuk breathe when he has to, himself--and even then, he murmurs against his lips--] Love you.
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Eunhyuk's chest heaves with every breath, watching Luke with a dazed look, taking in the expression on Luke's face. It makes him want to both shy away and embrace it -- this moment of vulnerability he's tried for so long not to have with anyone, and yet, it's all he wants to have with Luke now, to share with him and show him and give him, that he can be wholly his and still feel so free. that this connection between them can still be true, without the weight of burden and responsibility Eunhyuk's so grown used to carrying.
he opens his mouth only to feel the heat of Luke's lips on his, and if he felt deliciously adrift before, now he feels anchored in his arms. Eunhyuk kisses back just as urgently, greedily, every swipe of his tongue and nip of his teeth a chant of their own -- you have me, he wants to say, you'll always have me.
and then Luke murmurs the words, and Eunhyuk feels like soaring again, the wind leaving him in a soft, breathless laugh.]
I love you -- your mouth, your hands... The way you kiss me.
[he follows that up with a kiss of his own, licks teasingly into his mouth, then pulls back because there really are so many places on Luke's body he wants to pay attention to, like the skin at the crook of his neck and shoulder, perfect to sink his teeth into. and he should really be given a reward for biting Luke somewhere no one else will be able to see, unlike LUKE,
his fingers tangle themselves tighter in Luke's hair as he bites down, and his other hand slides down Luke's spine, fingers feeling every dip and rise, sinking down underneath his waistband, intent on finally yanking it off,]
The way you fuck me.
[wow luke was being so cute and gooey with his love and eunhyuk is really out there also making it horny,]
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Or he can show it, that's fine too. Luke has no complaints about the tight grip Eunhyuk has on his hair, or the way he reaches down, so intent on removing the last barrier between them. He hates having to pull away even the small amount it takes to strip completely, but he's (probably) teasing Eunhyuk enough, so he obliges. He doesn't waste time once he's done, though, immediately scooting back to kiss him again--softer this time, coaxing, more patient than he actually feels.]
One more. [Unfortunately they are both normal human men now and Luke didn't take his aphro painkillers or whatever the fuck so that's about as much as he can reasonably expect from the both of them unless he decides to be REALLY mean, which he probably won't be, maybe.] I need one more from you. Turn over for me?
["I need," he says, even though that isn't his perception of this at all. It's not about his need, really--it's about how much he wants to bring Eunhyuk as much pleasure as he's capable of feeling, and to make him believe he deserves it. He wants Eunhyuk's self-control smashed to pieces on the ground, until he selfishly, greedily, takes everything Luke offers him and demands more, until he realizes that there's nothing he can ask for that Luke won't give him. Is the phrasing manipulative... yes, but he thinks Eunhyuk is more likely to listen this way, so he doesn't feel bad.]
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The expression on Eunhyuk's face is both adoring and a little wry. The wording doesn't escape him? It's just the sort of phrase Eunhyuk likes to use on Luke when he wants to get his way with him too, so can he really fault Luke for using it on him? It's effective the same way his soft kisses are, the way his body feels against his, now without any more barriers between them. He's impatient -- he wants to give in... but he also wants to hear more of those sweet sounds from Luke. Eunhyuk nips a path down Luke's chest as he thinks, then he moves back up to kiss him again, hungry]
...Okay, one more.
[FINE.....!!! and he'll turn obediently, though he turns his head to look at Luke over his shoulder,]
Don't forget. I want my turn after.
[luke: we're normal human men and i'm not on my aphro painkillers so only one more
eunhyuk: binch DON'T FORGET MY TURN!!!!]]
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